After Earth

[Blackrat]

You have just walked through the doors to the Black Hole. It is dimly litted as usual and you have to wait a second for your eyes to adjust. It's not as crowded as it normally is. There's a couple of guys in USF (Unity Security Force) uniforms playing pool at the far side of the bar. At one table a pilot is sipping from his cup and talking to a group of kids. Most likely telling stories of his heroic adventures. The sight reminds you of all the times you used to sit in the crowd, listening to one of these pilots. Now there's a new generation and soon you'll probably be the ones telling stories to the younglings. Damn, these kids were most likely born on Unity. You feel kind of lucky, at least you can still remember the skies of Earth. These kids have never even felt the wind on their skin. Not that your memories are too clear either.

You're supposed to meet Stevie here in half an hour.

Shrew is standing behind the counter, talking to some old drunk. When he sees you aproaching he smiles (a bit disturbing sight 'cause of his fangs) and greets you with a wave of his huge hand. What'll ye have kids? He asks with his deep, booming voice and accented english.

[sblock=OOC]This is your chance to introduce your characters and sosialize a bit before the actual adventuring begins. You may come in as a group or individually, its up to you. Remember, you are childhood friends with eachother. I suggest you check the rogues gallery as I posted some info on aliens there, including Shrew[/sblock]

 

[Voda Vosa]

A bold man, Cnosos, entered the Black Hole tavern, followed by Dorb, his floating droid, which buzzed around him in some sort of random pattern. The man waves his hand at the alien, and approached the bar. "Hello Sherw. Just a glass of something fresh" Cnosos sit on one of the seats near the bar. After the giant bartender served the technician his drink, he ask "Did you see the guys today?" and move his head side to side, looking at the people present.

 

[Rhun]

Damon Knight walks toward the bar, nodding a greeting at the brute behind the bar. "A Starduster would hit the spot," he says. Damon was dressed casually this evening, as was his norm. Combat boots, loose fatigue style pants in what would have once been called "urban" camo, and a tight shirt of shiny grey material...a shirt that clearly showed off his well-muscled torso.

Noticing Cnosos, Damon moves to join his old friend at the bar, taking a seat next to the mechanic and giving him a friendly slap on the shoulder.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Well dressed" Cnosos says as he drinks some juice. "As always He he" he continues after lowering his glass. He gives Damon a smile. "So, what have you been up to?" Cnosos cloths are the ones he uses under his working overall, and have several oil spills, and look worn. A black sweeter with tortoise neck, and a pair of grey pants is the simple outfit of the techinician.

OOC: Added a picture of Cnosos in the RG.

 

[Mithran]

Faris entered the bar shortly after the others. Sporting, as usual, a t-shirt tucked into a pair of cargo pants, with a utility vest hanging over both, none of them straying far from the darker browns and greys.

His world-weary expression immediately lifted upon sight of his friends. Sitting down at the bar in the growing line of future privateers, he smiled in greeting at the others before ordering his drink. "Something with a little jolt to it. I need the wake up."

 

[Shayuri]

Melara Richter ambles into the bar, clearly having just finished a shift. Her short brown hair is all mussed and spiky from being in a sweaty helmet for hours on end, and there's smudges under her eyes from the HUD goggles. Her olive green flight jumpsuit is unzipped a bit to cool off, showing a triangle of white T-shirt underneath. She's smiling sunnily though as she comes up to the bar and hops up onto a stool.

"Hey Shrew." She nods at the others there. "Give me one of those green...fizzy drinks with the little sour flakes in them, and make it cold. Today I drink to the end of my freelance contract, and to a nice payday...and a new job, with any luck."

 

[Raylis]

Medpac hanging from its shoulder strap, pistol strapped on the left side of his belt-no effort made to conceal it - Micheal Cain walks into the bar. He's wearing cargo pants, a tan broicade style jacket over a vest holding several vials. and a black shirt. As always he looks like he has a day or twos facial hair growth on his face. "Brandy." he says curtly taking a seat at the bar.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Cnosos looks at his old friends, none of them said anything in greeting, so he kept his mouth shout, then, addressing Damon "Don't you hate unpolited people?" For the situation, that sounded like a joke, but Cnosos face showed no clue of a smile, as usual. It was difficult to guess if the technician was joking, or if he was making an indirect critic.

 

[Raylis]

"Cnosos, if you want politeness then you should find an ambassador or program that flying thing of yours to spout pleasentries." Michael replies not bothering to look at Cnosos as he speaks.

 

[Shayuri]

"Hoo!" Mel says from where she's nursing her drink. She grins at Michael.

"Someone had a bad day, and his name starts with an M and rhymes with 'ichael.'"

She chuckles and adds, "So what's bugging you?"